As soon as I became nine or ten and could even comprehend the idea of love, marriage, and forever with someone I was told by those older than me to take my time because it wouldn’t always be what it was depicted to be in the romantic movies I loved to watch so much.
Once I started to date and really experience everything for myself I started to crave being in a relationship and be repelled by the idea all at the same time.
Eventually I found someone who I thought I would spend my forever with. But how the fuck are you supposed to know if the person you choose or the person you are with is the one you are supposed to be with for the rest of your life or if you are being a hopeless romantic.
Love is not what I thought it would be. I believe everyone finds that out for themselves at one point or another. It is a constant back and forth tug of war to get what you need and be what they need.
Is there even such a thing such as love or just a mutual dependance on another individual.
I believe for the most part I am more of a hopeless romantic than most because I have two parents who are lucky to still seem to be very in love. But that is because they have both achieved something great from nothing. While my dad does technically bring in more money their achievements would not have been possible with out the both of them. Does this make it so that the responsibility and success is equally distributed?
Holding on to Love 